That damier bag i bought her
Your father left you for another
As: other plans got in the way
Got nothing left to say
I left for one summer,
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
No car key and i mean that
His ego left bloated
Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.
Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring
With the rest who are left
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
Your family is left wondering why
You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high
They think they bring that pain
Right now using my left brain
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